When I became a mommy, our cat, Frank was our first child. He gave us 16 amazing years and posed for more photos than I ever did. Nothing changes.
His last morning was spent purring and eating. I still turn around and scan a 10 foot area expecting to see him. The photos fill the gaps in our hearts when we remember him.
You wouldn’t take a family portrait without mom in it? So why exclude your furry, winged, shelled, scaled or finned friend?